"It does!" Sadie agrees with cheery enthusiasm. How can her spirits remain dampened when she's about to be dampened with spirits? She hurriedly knocks back the remainder of her whiskey so she can refill her glass with gin, only slightly put off by Barty's lack of interest.

"Perhaps we packed some mixers," she says, though she rather doubts it; it's not that large of a bag and real estate had been at a premium.